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"
Where
do
Vanished
objects
go
?
"
"
Into
non-being
,
which
is
to
say
,
everything
,
"
replied
Professor
McGonagall
.
"
Nicely
phrased
,
"
replied
the
eagle
door
knocker
,
and
the
door
swung
open
.
The
few
Ravenclaws
who
had
remained
behind
sprinted
for
the
stairs
as
Amycus
burst
over
the
threshold
,
brandishing
his
wand
.
Hunched
like
his
sister
,
he
had
a
pallid
,
doughy
face
and
tiny
eyes
,
which
fell
at
once
on
Alecto
,
sprawled
motionless
on
the
floor
.
He
let
out
a
yell
of
fury
and
fear
.
"
What
've
they
done
,
the
little
whelps
?
"
he
screamed
.
"
I
'll
Cruciate
the
lot
of
'em
till
they
tell
me
who
did
it
--
and
what
's
the
Dark
Lord
going
to
say
?
"
he
shrieked
,
standing
over
his
sister
and
smacking
himself
on
the
forehead
with
his
fist
,
"
We
have
n't
got
him
,
and
they
've
gone
and
killed
her
!
"
"
She
's
only
Stunned
,
"
said
Professor
McGonagall
impatiently
,
who
had
stooped
down
to
examine
Alecto
.
"
She
'll
be
perfectly
all
right
.
"
"
No
she
bludgering
well
wo
n't
!
"
bellowed
Amycus
.
"
Not
after
the
Dark
Lord
gets
hold
of
her
!
She
's
gone
and
sent
for
him
,
I
felt
me
Mark
burn
,
and
he
thinks
we
've
got
Potter
!
"
"
'
Got
Potter
'
?
"
said
Professor
McGonagall
sharply
,
"
What
do
you
mean
,
'
got
Potter
'
?
"
"
He
told
us
Potter
might
try
and
get
inside
Ravenclaw
Tower
,
and
to
send
for
him
if
we
caught
him
!
"
